The Grrr Games

Chapter 10

Vicky's POV

I walk through the forest with a knife and each hand, ready for anything.

I see a little tiny clearing ahead so I peek through the trees and find a hut similar to mine. I walk around it. I look inside the door and am released that there is no one in side. I know that whoever a this is won't be gone for long, so I quickly duck into it.

It's super nice inside. They have an actual pillow and some really thick blankets on the ground. I look around the tiny space some more and notice a backpack tucked away in the corner.

Whoever this hut is, they clearly tried to hide the backpack in a hurry, but didn't do a very good job.

I open it up and see piles of food. Who needs this much food? Idk, but I'm sure glad that they do. I dig through it and at the bottom I find something that makes my eyes go wide. I take them out of the bag and my mouth waters just looking at them.

Gummy bears. There are freaking gummy bears. I take out all the bags and put them in my backpack. As I'm about to leave, I remember that I forgot I to put the backpack back in the corner. I go over to the back pack and put it back where I found it. I turn around and scream.

"Well, if it isn't Vicky James."

Damon's POV

I wake up the next morning and groan. I feel like a pile of cow shit.

I slowly get out of bed and walk through the bathroom door. I close it and look at my reflection in the mirror. I look horrible. My eyes are bloodshot and my skin is so pale I look like a freakin vampire instead of a werewolf. Not cool.

I strip off my cloths and hop into the shower. I wash away all of my worries about life and Vicky... But mostly Vicky.

I get out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist. I go into my room and walk into my walk in closet. I look at the empty ness of the closet and sigh. I don't have enough cloths to fill the entire thing so it always reminds me that I'm supposed to have someone to share it with. That's why it was made so big. Because it's meant for two people to share.

As I change into some comfortable cloths I think about Vicky. Her long, soft hair, those striking eyes, and those breasts... My mouth waters and I know that I have gone too far.

I walk out of my room and into the recording room. I still feel a bit shitty so I do the morning meeting really fast.

After I'm done I go back to my room and lay down on top of the covers on my bed. I really need to figure my life out, because it's a messy pile of shit right now.

I lay there and think about all that has been happening. Vicky is one of my top problems and I find that she is the only problem that I'm having right now. It seems as if all of my other problems fade away when it comes to her. Damn I'm smitten.

I take out my iphone and start to read a book that I just put into my library, but before I know it I fall asleep.

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I slowly wake up and rub the sleep out of my eyes. I remember what I was doing and look at the time. 1:00 p.m. Ugh. I look to my nightstand and find that my phone isn't sitting there. I remember that I was reading on it last night and I panic. I must have dropped it! I look on the floor, no phone. I get up and see that I had been laying on it the whole time. Wow, just wow.

I get up and Vicky comes back to mind. I really need some thing to distract my mind from her. Or someone. An idea pops up into my mind.

I leave the room and head towards the janitors office. I nock on the door and wait for it to open. It finally opens and standing there is Vanessa.

"Hey." She purrs.

"I've been looking for you."

"Oh you have, have you?"

"That's what I said."

"And whys that?"

"Because I," I step up closer to her and look into her eyes. "Need something."

"Oh really?" She smirks at me and presses her body even closer to me.

"Why don't you come with me." I grab her hand and drag her into the way of my room. Although, it isn't really dragging when she wants to come.

I step into my room and shut the door. She uses her hands to turn me around and I attack her lips with mine.

I let her have her way and her hands travel wherever they please.

I should really be enjoying this, but it just feels so wrong.

I travel my hands up and underneath her shirt. She moans as I grip her boobs. I notice right away that they are not quite as big as Vicky's.

She pushes me towards the bed, but I don't like that she is in control. I flip us around and press her back up against the bed. I brake the kiss and trail kisses down her neck. Still doesn't feel right.

She wipes my shirt up and over my head. She was about to pull her shirt up when I just can't take the feeling of how wrong this is anymore.

"Stop." I get off of her and grab my shirt of the floor.

"What?" She asked, out of breath.

"Get out." I put my shirt on and walk over to the door. I open it, motioning for her to get the hell out of here.

Without another word she collects herself and walks out with a deep frown plastered on her face.

"Frowning makes wrinkles!" I yell out into the hall.

"Fucktard!" I hear her yell before I shut the door.

I lean my back up against the door and sigh. How am I ever going to get out of this shit? I decide that there is nothing that I can do, other than wait for the Grrr Games to end.

I have nothing to do before the nightly meeting so I decide to get the alpha work that I have been pushing off.

I end up finishing all of it out of extreme boredom.

It's about 6 now so I go down the stairs and open the fridge. I look through everything in there but nothing sounds good right now. I shut the fridge and go to the pantry to look for something. The boxes of Mac n cheese catch my eye so I take one out and follow the directions in making it.

10 minutes later I have a bowl of chunky undercooked pasta with some discussing yellow goo on top. I really should not cook.

Instead I grab the cereal, thinking that I can even mess that up, but once again I stand incorrect.

As I poor the milk my hands slip off of the carton and it falls into the bowl, spilling the cereal in the bowl while also making the milk go all over the floor.

I slap my forehead and groan. I really need to end these stupid games so that Vicky can come out and set me straight.

I mind link one of    my maids to come and clean up the kitchen, but before I leave, I grab a few granola bars and head up to the recording room to prepare the pictures of the dead people. I really didn't expect there to be anything today because of their little "vacation" but there is one, and it makes me gasp.

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